"Can I sue you for violating my portrait rights?" Asuna's mouth twitched slightly. She stared at the painted figure identical to herself for a while, then could not help asking.
"Sure." Jiu Ming smiled calmly. "But who would believe you?"
"...Enough nonsense! What are you planning to do with this thing you made?"
Asuna angrily pointed at Little Jiu Ming. As for pointing at the painted version of herself, she simply could not do it. Even if that painted figure behaved exactly like a normal person, she was still called Asuna.
"My hands were itching. Can't I show off some of my old skills?" Little Jiu Ming said with a sidelong glance, his words clearly insincere. That look of "say whatever you want, this is still my answer" made her teeth itch with hatred.
At that moment, the tardy Negi arrived. Seeing the two painted figures present, he froze. "Eh, eh, eh!? Why are there two Asuna-san and Konoka-san!?"
"Get out!!" As more and more people crowded into the changing room, Asuna furiously grabbed a small object beside her and threw it. The onion-headed boy took a hit to the head and promptly flew backward out the door.
"How violent. You can be so ruthless even toward your partner." Shaking his head, Little Jiu Ming shouldered the ancient-looking brush and headed out. If he did not leave now, he reckoned he would be attacked too.
"Hello." Konoka smiled brightly at her painted counterpart. Looking at the figure before her felt like looking into a mirror; every movement the other girl made was uncannily like her own!
"Hello." The painted figure returned Konoka's goodwill with the same smile. The White Fox girl crossed her legs and yawned boredly, wondering whether she should have Jiu Ming take the chance to paint one